Paroles de la chanson Mercy par Jauz
Paroles de la chanson Mercy par Jauz
Fuck who you came with (fuck 'em), all these guns be blazing (blazing)
I told 'em this is war now, remember all your training (word)
My chamber waiting, no time for patience
Front-line slaughter, lines we craving, true marauder, I get to raving
I want the blood, slice with a blade, marks on my face, fight for the days
They run away, keep up the chase, do not behave, I am enraged
This my last hope, drawing all measures (word), crash course, leave your treasure (word)
Mad dog, keep your head up, fight night, now or never (ay)
I told 'em this is war now, remember all your training (word)
My chamber waiting, no time for patience
Front-line slaughter, lines we craving, true marauder, I get to raving
I want the blood, slice with a blade, marks on my face, fight for the days
They run away, keep up the chase, do not behave, I am enraged
This my last hope, drawing all measures (word), crash course, leave your treasure (word)
Mad dog, keep your head up, fight night, now or never (ay)
I told 'em I'd fight for this, I told 'em I'd die for this
This that wrong or right, but I like that righteousness
Through all the tiredness, throw me into that fire pit
Flames rise and at times I get lost in my environment
RIP, I'm 'bout to go
God have mercy on my soul
From the top of the sky, parachute and I'm pulling the line
Overseeing the battlefield, I'm the general, my war cry
Louder than ever, I'm 'bout to endeavor, I got my troops, we lighter than feathers
This that wrong or right, but I like that righteousness
Through all the tiredness, throw me into that fire pit
Flames rise and at times I get lost in my environment
RIP, I'm 'bout to go
God have mercy on my soul
From the top of the sky, parachute and I'm pulling the line
Overseeing the battlefield, I'm the general, my war cry
Louder than ever, I'm 'bout to endeavor, I got my troops, we lighter than feathers
Moving through trenches, breaking the fences, bullets fly, we sending a message (message)
No Morse code needed, we fight and we bleeding (bleeding)
Through all the seasons, they tried to break me like we talking treason (yes sir)
We on a rush 'cause we don't miss and that's a must
'Cause if we miss, then we turn to dust, throwing fists, we take the punch, mmh ay
I told 'em I'd fight for this, I told 'em I'd die for this
This that wrong or right, but I like that righteousness
Through all the tiredness, throw me into that fire pit
Flames rise and at times I get lost in my environment
No Morse code needed, we fight and we bleeding (bleeding)
Through all the seasons, they tried to break me like we talking treason (yes sir)
We on a rush 'cause we don't miss and that's a must
'Cause if we miss, then we turn to dust, throwing fists, we take the punch, mmh ay
I told 'em I'd fight for this, I told 'em I'd die for this
This that wrong or right, but I like that righteousness
Through all the tiredness, throw me into that fire pit
Flames rise and at times I get lost in my environment
RIP, I'm 'bout to go
God have mercy on my soul
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